Time passed and the battles ended one after another.
After all, the number of inner disciples was much smaller. With nine battlefields starting at the same time, almost everyone had joined the battle after an hour.
"Is there anyone among the inner disciples who wants to participate in the promotion battle?"
Above the void, the old man from the Immortal King Palace had a rolling voice and his eyes were scanning.
But at this moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Han.
Ye Han, a disciple who had just joined the Immortal King Palace for a few months, was known not because of his talent, but because of... the porcelain.
"Elder, almost all the disciples present have joined the battle. Others are practicing in seclusion or going out for training. The remaining cowards don't have to wait, right? How about starting the battle of true disciples directly?"
In the crowd, some disciples sneered and spoke loudly.
"Hahaha...coward?"
"The word coward is not quite appropriate. I should change it to...a coward, hahaha."
Suddenly, the crowd became noisy, and many disciples sneered, showing a hint of disdain.
Even some female disciples were whispering, with disdain in their eyes, and pointing in the crowd.
Some elders from the Immortal King Palace frowned and seemed dissatisfied.
Someone said: "The Promotion Ceremony is just an assessment. You should give full play to your true combat power and show your own advantages and edge. This is the meaning of the Promotion Ceremony. Our Immortal King Palace does not advocate a person's retreat and hard training.
, I cherish my broom very much..."
"Why bother?"
Ye Han's eyes flashed as he scanned the entire scene.
Not everyone wants to make trouble and laugh at themselves.
It was clear that someone spoke deliberately to stimulate him to fight. From which directions did the voices come? Is this because he was worried that he would be cowardly and not dare to challenge?
However, Ye Han was neither sick nor slow.
Ridicule it!
Today, what Ye Han wants is to be the focus of everyone's eyes.
What he wants is for all the senior officials of the Immortal King Palace to focus their attention on him, and then...
Then it can't be moved away anymore.
"Since there is no one to challenge, then..."
The old man above the void spoke again.
"I want to challenge the true disciples!"
Ye Han jumped suddenly and appeared in the center of the battlefield.
His eyes flashed with lightning, sweeping across the world, and instantly locked on a place in the void. On that platform in the void, stood many high-level officials of the Immortal King Palace, as well as some powerful true disciples, saint sons, saint maidens, etc.
That group of people is the core foundation of the entire Immortal King Palace, the real future, and the real gathering place for high-level officials.
Although his strength is not yet comparable to those of the old true disciples, the Holy Son, and the Holy Lady, there is no doubt that Ji Qingshan's future is destined to be brighter than most people there, and he has already become some people
The center is like a moon surrounded by stars.
On the empty platform, Ji Qingshan stared at Ye Han, indifferent, without the slightest intention to fight.
That day, when Ji Qingshan was defeated by Ye Han in the physical competition, Ji Qingshan was furious. After such a long time, it seemed that he had restrained his anger and could express it from his heart.
There was sudden silence in all directions.
Everyone was looking at Ye Han and Ji Qingshan.
A full thirty breaths have passed, and the atmosphere here is even a bit awkward and stalemate.
Naji Qingshan stood in the void platform, overlooking Ye Han below, and there seemed to be some unconscious amusement in the depths of his eyes.
Ji Qingshan's voice finally sounded faintly: "You don't deserve it!"
Countless experts around him suddenly opened their eyes wide, and then laughed loudly.
"Hahaha, does Ye Han have a brain problem and wants to challenge Senior Brother Ji?"
"Isn't this person an idiot? I don't know how much I weigh, so I don't really think that with my talent, I can show off my talents in the Nineteen States of Eternity, and how can I compare with Senior Brother Ji in our Immortal King Palace?
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"He doesn't think that he is special because he is the inheritor of the Eternal Temple, right? How many people are the inheritors of the Eternal Temple in the Nineteen States of Eternity? There are already more than twenty people who have been exposed now, right?
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Many disciples immediately started talking, including some elders, all with indifferent eyes.
Although he would not participate in the battles and grievances between his disciples, in the eyes of these senior officials of the Immortal King Palace, Ye Han's behavior was obviously another act of treason.
"In the physical competition that day, I beat you half to death. Can you, Ji Qingshan, swallow that tone?"
Ye Han's face was calm, ignoring the many ridicules around him.
How could the ridicule of a bunch of losers shake his heart? Ye Han was already prepared to deal with everything today.
"When I was in the physical body, I suppressed my Yuan Power and lost. This is a fact. There is nothing I cannot admit."
Ji Qingshan stood in the void platform, with an indifferent expression on his face, and disdain appeared in his words again: "Today's promotion ceremony is a grand event of our Immortal King Palace, and there are many friends and seniors who have come from afar to watch the battle.
I, Ji Qingshan, disdain to fight with a person of such inferior character like you."
"hehe!"
Ye Han smiled: "You are a true disciple, and I am an inner disciple. I challenge you, and you have to accept it. Let's fight. The good or bad character of my Ye Han will not affect the relationship between you and me.
A battle."
"I will refuse. Of course, I, Ji Qingshan, will take the initiative to accept the punishment for this matter in accordance with the rules of the Immortal King Palace. The battle between you and me is a personal grudge. Sooner or later, I will suppress you with my own hands, but it will not be today
, Ye Han, I advise you to focus on cultivation and don't always think about meaningless things."
Ji Qingshan has a loud voice and strict words.
An elder suddenly spoke: "Qingshan, you don't have to be like this. Since you have the overall situation in mind, of course you have done nothing wrong. Although the rules of our Immortal King Palace are strict, they are not unkind."
"That's right, Junior Brother Qingshan, you don't need to have any psychological burden. There is no need to give a picture to someone like Ye Han."
Some other true disciples spoke up and said to Ji Qingshan.
"Senior Brother Qingshan doesn't bother to fight with you, but I, Song Mubai, am not talented, but I am willing to give you some advice. Ye Han, you have repeatedly come to fight with me and Senior Brother Qingshan. I, Song Mubai, never thought that you would be like this in the promotion ceremony.
At important moments, I still turn to Senior Brother Qingshan for help."
Song Mubai stepped out and walked down from the void step by step.
With every step he took, Song Mubai's energy and energy would skyrocket, becoming several times stronger than when he saw this person a few days ago.
He locked eyes on Ye Han in the battlefield: "That day, I, Song Mubai, completed my mission, and you, Ye Han, wanted to have sex. I heard that after I left, you took out the so-called head of Song Kun and said that Song Kun was you, Ye Han."
The one who killed you continues to touch Senior Brother Qingshan? It is really a great shame for our Immortal King Palace to have a disciple like you."
"If you insist on finding a picture for yourself, I, Song Mubai, will give you a picture!"
Song Mubai said, completely descending into the battlefield.